This......

The bosses looked at each other, unable to believe that she even knew these trade secrets.

This kind of directional contract, each family is different, they don't know anything about each other, how can this young girl know?

That's of course because, of course, Ling Qixi is also a computer expert......

Looking at the men's surprised reactions, she knew that this weakness had been right.

Although the young ladies in the public relations department didn't understand well, they knew that Mr. Lin had the upper hand.

In the past, when they came out with Ling Suqing, they just laughed and drank together, and they only chatted about work for three or five sentences, all of which were what the men said, and Ling Suqing didn't dare to make a sound except for nodding his head and waist.

A real negotiation like this is quite advanced!

Mr. Zhang was originally the most rational of them, but he turned out to be a bird.

His face was flushed, his teeth were clenched, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Drink the bar, drink first!" Mr. Zhao smiled and smiled.

As the so-called wine is strong and intimidating, just such a delicate little girl, how strong can she be?

Drunk her first, then ...... Still not as they please?

"I'll drink for our president!" Jiang Pan, who was in the public relations step, took the initiative to stand up.

Unlike in the past, she was willing to do so this time to prevent Mr. Lin from suffering after drinking too much.

"Which onion are you?" Mr. Zhang, who was holding back a bad breath, said unceremoniously: "Let's drink, what is your identity, and you are also worthy of the table?" ”

Because of the appearance of Ling Qixi, these people are not enough to see.

The old men who had hoped to be accompanied by beautiful women immediately turned their faces and didn't recognize anyone.

Jiang Pan couldn't hold back his face, and complained casually: "You big men and a little girl drink, why are you still so serious?" ”

Although the president's information says age, she looks like she is seventeen or eighteen, where can she drink these old guys?

These people's dirty thoughts, they know best!

"What are you? Worthy of teaching us a lesson? Mr. Zhang was annoyed and angry, and raised his hand to fan Jiang Pan.

The palm wind came over, frightening Jiang Panhua's complexion.

"Huh?"

Just when everyone shifted their attention, the chopsticks in Ling Qixi's hand suddenly caught Mr. Zhang's bear paw!

Unbiased, just right!

Zhang is always a fat man, and one fat hand can reach the slender jade hand of the three-layer Ling Qixi Festival.

But such a small hand firmly clamped the palm that suddenly stirred up!

"This!" Mr. Zhang struggled hard, but found that his whole hand was clamped and he couldn't break free at all.

"Mr. Lin, what are you doing here? It's just a small employee who doesn't know the height of the sky! Mr. Zhang's face flushed, and his entire arm turned red visibly.

In the past, in order to please them, Ling Suqing didn't take these women seriously at all!

Ling Qixi's face did not change color, and the white wrist that was exposed was as bright as moonlight......

"They don't know the rules, and I didn't teach them well. In front of me, Mr. Zhang's slap was not on them, but on my face. So how do we drink and how do we talk about cooperation? ”

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat the dog!

He did have the resentment of being unable to ask for this slap, but he didn't expect that this little girl who looked soft and weak would have so much strength.

There was a pain in the wrist that the tendons were stretched, and Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "You are so ruthless, can you talk about cooperation?" ”